In the dead of winter, when snow blankets the ground . . . and then more snow blankets that snow, because this is Upstate New York . . . even the mysterious Head Gardener can only garden for a few hours a day.
Yes, eventually, even he is driven to seek shelter from the elements. When this happens, you may wonder, what does the Head Gardener turn to? Why, smithing, of course.
During the winter months, the Head Gardener smiths. Generally, he makes between five and ten of each of his creations before moving on to a new masterpiece. Over the upcoming weeks, we’ll be displaying some of his work here.
Daffodils on Sycamore Branch